Rage

3-24-05

Always the rage that builds inside of me,
is the calm before the storm
I can never see straight
When I’m burning inside
So many questions
Not enough answers
I wish I had an almanac
With some clarity
You fuel me,
You rage me
You bring me to my knees
You’ve pushed me,
You’ve caged me
You made me beg and plead
How much longer will I be unsure of us?
How much longer will I be immune to us?
The world’s arms are closed to me
They sit there crossed and cold
Without an invitation in my mailbox
Nothing tangible for me to hold
If I regress now
Will I come out on top?
If I progress now
Will I be stuck to the bottom of everything?
Looking up,
Looking down
I’m always too occupied to look all around
I’m forced,
I’m battered
I’ve gone till I can’t walk anymore
I’m swollen,
I’m shattered
Pieces of me are all over your floor
Pick me up
Carry me in your warmth once more
Put me back together
Be the glue that I’ve ached for.